The delicate and soft educated youth is too tempting, and she is so spoiled by the rough man that sh

He rubbed his hands and laughed, "Hey, little girl, don't be so serious. I'm an old man and sometimes I'm too busy."

"Forget it," Wen Ran said, holding the shelf in his left hand and the newspaper in his right hand, "Let's go out and count the money."

The old man put the things on the scale, looked through them, and after confirming that there were no prohibited items, he saw the shelf and casually said, "What do you want this for?"

Wen Ran remained calm and collected, "You tripped my sister, so I took it home and chopped it up for firewood. So, is this considered money?"

She changed the subject calmly, and the old man didn't think too much about it. It was less than three pounds of broken wood, so what was the money worth?

"Oh, you're such a talker, girl," he said with a grin, "Eighty cents."

"So expensive?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Come on, that's all. Aren't those chestnuts more than this?"

"Okay, okay," Wen Ran took out the money and quickly escaped with Hong Guo.

Looking at the two people's backs, the old man slowly sat down on the recliner, muttering, "Why does this little girl still smell like medicinal herbs..."

~

After packing the newspapers, the two sisters took them to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some daily necessities, and then went to a state-owned restaurant for a meal.

The two of them ordered three dishes and a soup, but Hongguo hesitated about whether to have rice or dumplings.

In just a moment, Wen Ran waved his hand and said, "Two bowls of rice and one serving of dumplings."

"Sister, please don't!" Hong Guo pulled Wen Ran, "We can't finish it."

"If you can't finish it, take it home and don't let it go to waste."

Wen Ran patted Hong Guo's hand and said, "It's okay. One meal will never make you poor."

"Ok!"

Hongguo felt warm in her heart. She hugged Wenran's arm and relied on him. At the same time, she was silently cheering him up in her heart. She must study hard and become a decent person!

By then, those who talk behind our backs will have their faces slapped!

The food is ready, and the waiter just calls out at the window.

Delivered to your table?

Oh~that's impossible.

Didn’t you see it? There’s a sign on the wall – no beating of customers without reason.

Hongguo was like a hardworking little bee, running back and forth. Wen Ran didn't help. Whatever the child wanted to do, he could do it.

Just serving some food is nothing.

"Sister, eat!"

Hong Guo attentively handed the bowl and chopsticks to Wen Ran, and then he quite servilely picked up a piece of soft and glutinous pork belly for Wen Ran.

"Sister, this one is the best, you eat it!"

"Alright," Wen Ran said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He tapped Hong Guo on the head with the end of his chopsticks. "Just eat your food. Stop flattering me."

"okay!"

The braised pork is soft and glutinous, fat but not greasy. It melts in your mouth with a light sip, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

The braised lion's head dish consists of four solid meatballs. The meat is chewy and tender when you take a bite, and even the green vegetable leaves inside are soaked in the aroma of meat.

The last one is a side dish for cleansing the intestines, sour shredded potatoes, which tastes even better.

A bite of food, a bite of rice, and a spoonful of soup to smooth things over, and life is full of joy.

Halfway through the meal, those ignorant people came over.

"Hey!"

The person who came was a short, sturdy old lady, holding her six or seven-year-old grandson in her arms, and looked slovenly.

Wen Ran just took a glance and instantly felt full.

She said unhappily, "What?"

"Give my grandson a bite of that meat."

Wen Ran: “???”

She was confused, and Hongguo was already dumbfounded.

She has lived for so many years and has encountered many cases of theft and robbery, but it is rare to see someone asking for something with such confidence.

Wen Ran thought for a moment and said, "Get lost!"

Seeing that Wen Ran was not easy to talk to, the old lady was not afraid either. She moved as fast as lightning and reached out to grab him.

If Wen Ran hadn't been quick-witted and pulled out the chopsticks halfway, she would have definitely succeeded.

"Ow!"

The old lady's eyes widened in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?"

"You dare to rob, why shouldn't I dare to hit you!"

"No," the old lady was completely furious. She put down the sloppy grandson in her arms, rolled up her sleeves, and planned to speak with facts and have a good chat with the two ignorant girls in front of her.

"Two people ordered three dishes and a soup.

You eat rice and dumplings, don't you two mean girls know what to eat? If I were to ask you, it would be a waste to give such good food to you. "

Wen Ran laughed out of anger, his father was really enlightened.

Where did this weirdo come from? Why is he so possessive of other people's money?!

Seeing that everyone at the table was confused, the old lady thought she was right and said smugly, "Look everyone, am I right?

Good food should be eaten with a man, and these two bitches are eating so well, where does the money come from? Did they steal from the man at home? "

Grass!

Wen Ran couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

The old lady was confused. She was talking to him nicely, so why did he start hitting him?

"Oh~" She sat down on the ground and rolled around, "This is so unfair. These days, any random person can hit me.

"Lord Heavenly King, why don't you open your eyes and chop these cruel and short-lived people to death? What have I done wrong? I just wanted to share some meat with them because my grandson was greedy. Our Emperor Guangzong is a boy!"

Hong Guo was also very angry and wanted to go up and fight with her, but Wen Ran didn't let her.

This is just an ignorant old woman, she has never been civilized. It's a waste of time to bother with her. "Pack up the dishes."

Anyway, I've almost finished eating.

Take the rest back.

Hongguo was still obedient. She took out the aluminum lunch box and ran to the kitchen to ask for a large portion of braised pork to take away. She packed up the rest.

Wen Ran looked down at me, "Old thing, if you howl again, I'll throw you out right away. If you don't believe me, just try it yourself!"

Before Wen Ran could show his anger, the busy girl in the kitchen frowned and lifted the curtain. When she saw the troublemaker, she immediately exploded.

"You shameless bastard, you're here again to blackmail me. I, Shen Meifang, am so unlucky to be assigned here and have to be neighbors with a scoundrel like you.

Are you going to get out of here or not? If you don’t, I’ll bring your disgusting deeds to your son’s factory and have him fired!”

After a barrage of witty remarks and scolding, the old lady got scared and ran away with her grandson in her arms. The little grandson was so greedy that he cried out and begged for meat.

The farce came to an end, and Wen Ran felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

Damn it, this is such a bad luck. He encountered some terrible things when he went out.

I probably didn't check the almanac before going out.

The little girl glanced at Wen Ran and muttered, "You're unlucky to meet such an unreasonable person. I'll ask the chef to give you two more pieces of meat later."

Wen Ran: “?”

Ok?

Well, half good and half bad.

Carrying their things, the two sisters boarded the ox cart for the return journey.

There were many people on the ox cart, but they were all as quiet as chickens, afraid that Wen Ran would remember their rude words in the morning.

I walked all the way home, and the little squirrel that had built its nest under the eaves suddenly scurried out.

He nimbly climbed onto Wen Ran's shoulders, chirping excitedly.

Wen Ran was a little puzzled, "No, you welcome me like this?"

The little squirrel felt very good, especially after following Wen Ran, and had a good time eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks.

When no one is around, Wen Ran will secretly feed it some technology and hard work.

It is not accurate to call it a squirrel now, it should be called a pine pig.

solid.

No, the nest under the eaves is a bit shoddy. I'm afraid the house will collapse when I'm sleeping soundly in the middle of the night.

Just as I was thinking about reinforcing Songzhu's house, the door rang.

The door was not closed, but only half-closed.

"Knock knock~"

The door was pushed open a crack. "Is Wen Zhiqing home?"